Not many people know our story from the beginning. It can seem either extremely boring and typical to any ordinary person but to me I finally got the fairy tale that I didn't think would ever come my way. We first met in our sales class during our last semesters at LDSBC. In order to absorb the full effect of this tale you have to understand the place I was in at this time. After a trying summer I was in a state where boys and dating were the last thing on my mind. I had faced the fact that my life wasn't heading the direction I had originally planned and finally coming to terms with what I had laid out for me once I graduated. Well for some very odd reason as I was sitting in class and Taylor walked through the doors, my stomach hit the floor and my eyes probably popped out of my head. Not two seconds later my best friend received a text from me that read, "I just met my future husband." Her response, "maybe you should try talking to him first before you jump to any conclusions." The irony behind all of this is that neither one of us talked to each other for weeks and I HAD just met my future husband. The text was meant to be a sarcastic joke between two friends as I was moving out of state in a few months and I had no desire to date. Little did I know...
All semester I hoped that he would come sit by me but was quickly turned off as he seemed to emanate a facade that he was "too cool for me." I refused to go sit by him because, after asking around, I found he had a reputation to be kind of a pretty boy player. I FOR SURE wasn't going to be sucked into that. Then came one of the many lessons that he has taught me. If you ever want to get to know someone then YOU get to know them. Put all other opinions you hear behind you and decide for yourself what kind of person they are. When he asked for my number I decided to give him a shot. Even though I was skeptical, he had impressed me all semester long during class. He seemed to be down to earth and was a very talented student, two things that I looked for in a guy. From there the rest was history. I decided not two weeks into our relationship that I wanted to go to California with him for Thanksgiving. From there my fairy tale only got better. I was told for the first time in my life, "I love you" and it just happened to be on the beach watching the sunset and laying in each other's arms. Yes it sounds like a cheesy chick flick and normally I would have made fun of any girl who relayed a similar story but what a humbling experience. It has been a journey for me, learning to be in love and understanding how to love. It is very different than anything I ever imagined. It is a little harder but also a lot better! These last few months have been a journey for us but I have always said since day one, I knew I was supposed to marry him. :)
From our first to our most recent picture together we have only fallen more in love as we are learning who we are and how lucky we are to have each other.
As much as I hate this picture, this is from the night he proposed. I don't think I could smile any bigger than I was. He knows my expensive taste and treated me to a FANTASTIC private dinner where he dissapeared and a huge bouquet of flowers was delivered to my table. Attached was all the reasons he loved me, when I was done reading I turned around to find him...but he was still not there...haha but he finally came around the corner and got down on one knee and proposed. He hired a photographer to take pictures of the whole thing and hid cameras throughout the restaurant.
Now we are just counting down the days till we can spend eternity together. It was a crazy experience between waiting for the ring and proposal to come and having to wait for what seemed like forever to deciding not to do a long distance engagement and moving to strange new city by myself.
Even though it hasn't always been rainbows and glitter, we have made our way down the mountain and are excited to see what the future holds.
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